Flycatcher Downs just like we were kids again

Prompt: Glacial meltwater c:

His agreement to follow her had less to do with words, as he still did not know the secrets of the Important Noises she was so fond of barking at him. It had everything to do with the fact that he was a rather dutiful wolf with an adventurer's spirit and a wanderlust that matched little else. Above all, Fallen Sun wanted to follow his Wind Flower. She was so kind and her flame was that of a playful wildfire, not destructive or harmful and quite the opposite, this flighty thing that was trying to hold itself together while having a good time.

At least, that was what he thought as he had watched her prance about bouncily, her fur hopping along in time like the rhythmic chatter of excited songbirds. She looked so happy, and then the noises smelt of adventure, which prompted him to return it in excited wags and play bows. Returning her enthusiasm with his own.

Now he found himself in a windswept location, grasses thin, Wind Flower a little ahead of him. The breeze kicked and danced above his head, circling and chasing itself as his nose tried to catch the dance and decode what it was trying to show. Was there food? Or were there predators that could perhaps hurt them, especially Wind Flower? Fallen Sun shuddered at the thought of it. It was so... horrible to think about.

Who could ever hurt her? He wouldn't let them, no. No one could hurt her, she was a wonderful wolf and she deserved to be treated as such.

He shook his pelt, clearing the nasty thoughts from his head. She was talking, wasn't she? Had to be, her muzzle was moving in the ways two golden ears couldn't understand, but nodded and barked along with, catching up to her sleek, oak coat and padding alongside. The man's eyes were curious, head tilting. Where were they going? Lead the way! This was fun, it was always fun with Wind Flower.